Names are important to me, I always make sure I know how to spell and pronounce a person's name, because I feel like names are part of a person's identity. When people enter religious communities, they often change their names, and in the Bible, God changed the names of several people to suit their identity... Continue Reading →
In the Magnificat, the Virgin Mary says: The Almighty has done great things for me:holy is his Name.He has mercy on those who fear himIn every generation. Things can be passed down from generation to generation. Some of these things are good, and some can be bad. I'm currently renouncing some of the bad and... Continue Reading →
I have been promising a video for at least six months on how to use Anglican prayer beads and so I hope this is useful. https://www.facebook.com/616700290/videos/10164223175380291/ Introduction to Anglican prayer beads and how to use them.
I've decided that when it comes to politics, I'm no longer going to be nice and sugar coat things just to make it more palatable for people who don't care enough to see what the problem is here. I will also not allow gaslighting about politics, the guilt trip where I'm told Trump has done... Continue Reading →
Yes, I'm making a political post, because when it comes down to it, it's not actually about politics at all, it's about our baptismal vows and the commandment about loving our neighbors. When I took Baptismal Vows in the Episcopal Church, I promised several things (and yes I break those promises and have to repent... Continue Reading →
Every night, I set my personal altar with reverence and respect, using my intuition to guide me. I always use at least one icon, a set of prayer beads whether that be the Anglican prayer beads I first learned on or the Catholic rosary which is quite meditative. I always have a plain white jar... Continue Reading →
Earlier this week, I published a set of prayers for use with Anglican rosaries or prayer beads for LGBTQ people specifically, in Earth and Altar magazine. Those prayers were the latest prayers I had written, I have some that I wrote several months ago, that I wrote for addicts. They were the first set of... Continue Reading →
There is a story in the Gospel of Mark about a woman who has struggled with sickness for twelve years. As a person who is chronically ill, twelve years of being crook and the doctors not really giving a damn and treating her disrespectfully, is a long fucking time and it takes its toll. The... Continue Reading →
Cemeteries are places for dead things, specifically and usually, dead people, but in one of the stories in the New Testament, we learn that a particular cemetery was home to a man who was alive but not really. He was alive but not truly living.
This started out as a book review of Kealen Patrick Burke's horror novella Jack and Jill. The story is so fucking perverse but it was also a comfort to me. God can speak in many ways, and right now God is speaking through horror stories. For some of us, these horror stories were our lives.... Continue Reading →